“Good Frends and Foe,
My notes were wrote not to lay to rest, ne to rvst.
Go on with your day and do what you mvst.
But for Iesvs sake don’t let me turn to dvst.
Curst be he that leaves me alone,
And bleste be ye man yt DIGS ME UP!”
Much Love,
V AS IN VINYL
The Earth ain’t shaking
but sure are our legs.
And here we are,
in our minds,
standing still – waiting
For it all to Break.
She said,
“What do you think of the sight,
the sky full of meteorite.
It’s good seeing sights,
landscapes, and cities,
walking streets and bench sitting.
With you – and me to your right.”
The sun, the day, the ice, our fate.
We’re all waiting on it to break.
I am what I can
Sorry if you’re not a thumbs up
Or a plus one kind of fan
Hype and trends are swept away
Like a wave hitting the writing in the sand.
And
The past is dust, the present is enough, the future is what’s up.
A thousand thoughts, where is my pen?
A thousand brave acts, what is my name?
It feels surreal – even when I get to ten
Jolly as a Rancher
Now, where is the rain?
I thought I had the answer
Plug the drain
A few drinks later and tomorrow came
With water soaked shoes
It all came crashing down
Like Jenga with one turn of the Rubik’s Cube
I’ve been running from all these ghosts for so long,
I don’t know if I believe in ‘em no more.
Magnificent Adolescence
Filled with flight
Magnified time
Another silver lined second
Promised my mom
I’m not going to be just another
Fly on a Rod
Where would we be?
Who would we want to be?
If the mind could rewind
Step Outside
Three hundred sixty degrees
Of perspective lines
Infinite strings
Bridge the Gap
Of Relativity
What’s it take
To meet all of the demands
Every day
Separate truth from fake
Untie knotted hands
Oh the disparage
Of a desperate man
Compared to a heroine
Bridge the Gap
Between valour and timidity
Do you understand?
Movement from east to west
To mend
The tree lined roads
They curve and bend
While peaks rise up
Getting in the way
And to this day
Our valleys won’t drain
Bridge the Gap
Between Frank and Dead End
Bridge the Gap
Between Frank and Dead End
Bridge the Gap
Between Frank and Dead End
Happy is a Burden, smiling over there at me.
Closed are the curtains, at work are my dreams.
